Under the moonlight
Staring at the wound on the tip of Yu Yan's lower lip, Feng Yun took his hand away and quickly stood up; forcefully pulling his own body out of the room into the balcony.
That unknown feeling, I don't even want to find out what it is but if it persists, how can I stop?
The air touching his skin is cold but Feng Yun's blood is still boiling like a magma coursing all over his body.
Feng Yun clenched his fist making his nails dig into his palm. Blood started oozing out of his hands, dripping to the ground.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Releasing a strong force towards his body. Trying to calm his blood that seems to be rushing like water all over his veins.
When Feng Yun opened his eyes, his pupils changed back from scarlet red to black.
He looked at the night sky, moonlight shining on his face, revealing a cold but empty expression.
After almost half an hour, Feng Yun turned around and went back inside the room. Then he looked at his bed where Yu Yan is sleeping soundly.
He walked into his closet, grabbed a shirt, then left the room quietly.
..... Rain Forrest.
Hans was standing at the edge of the lake, staring at the moon.
He slowly touched the scar on his face then he started to laugh like a madman.
Suddenly, a group of men wearing dark robes appeared behind him. One of them stepped forward and knelt down.
"General, the bodies has been disposed."
However, Hans did not turn around but he stopped laughing and kept on staring at the moon.
There was no expression on his face like the laughter did not even happen.
"Scout the forest and explore the perimeter, kill anyone suspicious and make sure not to leave any traces."
"Slaves will follow the General's orders." After giving respect, all of them disappeared like a bubble.
Suddenly Hans heard someone chuckle on the other side of the lake. He turned his head to look where it came from.
Hans was looking at the person standing on the other side of the lake.
"It looks like there was a party a while ago. Why didn't you wait for me? I could have joined the fun. "
His soft ink-black hair is dancing in the wind. His voice sounds young. He was wearing a black robe but it couldn't hide his strong body physique. However, Hans can't see his face.
Half of his face was covered with black cloth leaving out his brown eyes shining under the moonlight.
"For children only."
"Oh, next time can you send me an invite to count me in? It really sounds fun."
"Don't bother."
"Why? Are they weak?"
"Not within your level of strength, but let them play."
"That doesn't give me an answer. Is it a bait? Who's your target?"
"Stop messing around."
"Why? Is it a girl? Is she pretty? If it's a man, I'll kill it directly."
Hans looked at him, twitched his lips subconsciously and sneered. "It has been almost three years since the last time I saw you but you haven't change."
But the young man did not respond, he turned his head and looked at the middle of the lake like he was looking for something.
Both of them did not speak for a long time. They can only hear the wind blowing, trees and leaves dancing in the wind.
Watching the young man staring at the lake, Hans sighed. He can't help but remember how this young man used to be a lively person. "The Master has a new mission for you."
But the young man ignored him, turned around and was about to leave.
Han's hurriedly said: "This is more important than anything else."
He was trying to persuade him and luckily the young man stopped in his track though he did not turn around.
"There's nothing more important than to find and kill that person." his voice sounded cold and irritated.
"If you already found out who that person was, then you can do whatever you want, but if you still don't have any clue yet, you might want to consider this mission."
After he spoke, Hans turned around and left, leaving the young man alone.
The young man slowly turned to watch Hans's disappearing back.
'I don't know why but it made me remember that day.'